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so underwhelmed with The Great Season 3. the killing of Peter just sucked out all the fun (watched the great to distract me from my emotional vulnerabilities but tf just made me feel more miserable) Orlo’s death angered me to the core. seemed like Georgina fuckingly wins all the time (so evil how she exploited Catherine’s grief). I’ve had enough of Catherine just being a shitty leader she swore she wont become. oh god i miss how season 2 made me feel.

nevertheless, still so entertained. i adored grigor & marial’s dynamic this season (grigor’s loyalty also). so intrigued and invested with the trajectory of Elizabeth’s mentations. still super loved the costume design. and above everything else props to Elle & Nicolas’ acting: the bread and butter of the series.

(dropping one of my fave sequence from season 3)

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Rebecca Horn Mechanical Body Fan (1973-74)

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 ELIZAVETA PORODINA

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Credit ▫ Ophélie de Rimbaud 

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Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/rudhacharya/

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Edit after Herman Coets (Rijksmuseum) (Ed. Lic.: CC BY-NC 3.0)

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Eliza Tsitsimeaua-Badoiu

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Hangover Square (1945) dir. John Brahm

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Adger W. Cowans

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rewatching to warm myself up before binge watching season 3

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L'apparition (1878, Etching) - Eugène Gaujean, after Gustave Moreau

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All-sky view of the Leonids shower, 156 meteors were captured in this 4 hour image, 1998

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Love Malevolent

Fain would love thee, but thy lips are fed With poison-honey, hivéd in a skull; They seem like scarlet poppies, beautiful For delving roots, deep-clenchèd in the dead.

Thine eyes are coloured like the nightshade-flow'r… Blent in the opiate perfume of thy breath Are dreams, and purple sleep, and scented death For him that is thy lover for an hour.

Mandragora, within the graveyard grown, Hath given thee its carnal root to eat, And vipers, born and nurstled in a tomb,

From fawning mouths drip venom at thy feet; Yet from thy lethal lips and thine alone, Love would I drink, as dew from poison-bloom.

— Clark Ashton Smith (1893-1961)

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Luigi Critone